"I need to break from my chains
From all that binds me down
The suffered self, the sorrowed pain
I need a knife to cut me free..."Mistress Of Gordon "Laying, gazing on the midnight sky Upon clowdy mountainpeak supine Below, ruined lands are seen trembling Her horror and beauty are divine..."My Land Beyond "My black, mourning moods Caught in the thickened mist Echoing, through these woods Wherein I unveilded, endlessly wished..."|
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